Shania Twain is back: "Life's About To Get Good"
The country-pop icon is on tour for the first time in 15 years - delivering an impressive and elegant show in Hamburg.
By Birgit Reuther
October 14, 2018
Hamburg. If a pop star was not on tour for 15 years,
the question is: what kind of people will go to the concert? In the
case of Shania Twain - Countrypopikone and because of a Lyme disease long stage
abstinence - the answer is: Just under 9,000 loyal fans, made chic, full of
anticipation. Many came from Hamburg, but also from southern
Germany and Scandinavia.
Two women with cowboy hats, in checked shirts and denim skirts are in the shopping mood at the merchandise stand. The Shania jacket with predator embroidery for 160 euros or rather for 30 euros the long gloves in leopard-look, trademark of the singer? The density of Shania shirts in the audience is high anyway. The portrait of the Canadian, five-time Grammy winner and one of the most successful solo artists in the world, emblazoned on beer and baby bellies. The atmosphere is relaxed and euphoric. Until then with the start of the show the magic of pop starts with full force. Everyday life is being replaced by something bigger, more glamorous, more emotional.
Shania Twain, a sparkle
In the middle of the hall, drummer Elijah Wood whirls on a pedestal. Heads and cameras are searching around. And then, from one of the side ranks, Shania walks down through the crowd to the main stage. The glitter of hat and dress reflects to the last corner. A sparkle. With a long security train. Everyone jumps up, cheering, beaming, filming, reaching for closeness. Goose bumps.
The set begins with Life's About To Get Good, a
sugar-colored Powerpop number. The comeback song on their fifth,
released in 2017 album "Now", which gives the current tour its name.
And in the space of two hours, the 53-year-old leaves no doubt that
life, with all his love and pain as she sings, is getting better and
With "Come On Over" follows a happy hit from the year 1997. The band rises from video cubes, flickering over the images of palm trees and mountains. Escapism is now.
An impressive and elegant stage show
When the guitar and the accordion take their game back for a moment, Shania's voice sounds especially warm, soft, dark, beautiful and strong. One would have wished even more of these pure moments in the course of the concert. But pop strives higher and higher. And so the star moves on one of the cubes to the rocking "Up" sky. How the show is an incredibly dynamic.
Shania and band as well as two backing singers and two dancers are constantly moving horizontally and vertically through the stage space. Dasein, it wants to be fully exploited. An impressive and at the same time elegant show, which repeatedly focuses on its main character in changing, always glittering robes.
The overpower "That Don't Impress Me Much"
Cool, strong and supple La Twain struts along the ramp. She dances and laughs, pushes Juchzer out and shakes her red mane. In rhythm with itself and the world. The most beautiful diva moment: As she repeatedly bravely poses in front of one of the fans to stomp "That Don't Impress Me Much" and her silky leopard dress blows voluminously. Long before terms such as "Mansplaining" and "Me Too" Shania Twain with this song at the end of the millennium has just bluntly clarified that the lords of creation may please shut down their ego a bit.
The men in the arena also celebrate this anthem. Everyone should have fun with Shania. That's why there are funny gimmicks like a kiss-cam in which couples shown on the screens are asked to kiss. And that's why the musical dramaturgy is extremely varied. From wild hard rock to lascivious pop. From the country part with twang, fiddle reinforcement, linedance and a lot of wink in songs like "Whose Bed Have Your Boots Been Under" to the perfect starry kitsch with the melting "From This Moment On".
Shania Twain, the self-adhesive woman
As far as possible in the context of such a major event, Mrs. Twain repeatedly gives the approachable star: On the podium in the middle of the room she takes on a throne whose backrest consists of a hinged guitar case. Pretty. Flight still asks her - quite patience self-made woman - to tape to stick the wobbly micro, before she sings her ballad "You're Still The One" and then asks slightly hyperventilating fans for Selfie. Meanwhile, the other devotees keep dancing between the rows of chairs, singing and clapping. "Shania, I love you" is calling one. No cliché is left out, everything feels right and really beautiful.
Shania brings for two party songs Bastian Baker, the charm bolt from the pre-program, on the stage, and then finally sets with "Man! I Feel Like A Woman "to the brilliant finale. In this eternal earwig she sings the freedom and the right of a woman to have fun. Mission accomplished.